The Journey
Searching for food, begging. Roaming the streats searching for hope. I was poor. I had nothing. For every bite of food, for everything I needed I had to fight. Beg, strive, earn it. Desperation was the look on my face. Left alone. Fighting to survive. My responsibility. Never resting. Always searching. If I would just become good enough, then I could move out of this shack. If I would only work hard enough, become a better person. Then i would be loved. Fighting, worrying about my every day necessities. Still painfully knowing, hoping, deep in my heart that there is something more to this life.
One day a bluebird came to me. He told me his biggest secret: You are His daughter in whom He is well pleased! I had heard these words whispering in the wind before, but I had never been able to catch them when they flew by. And suddently it all came to me. I remembered! What had been lost and forgotten so long ago. What the depth of the forest had always been whispering to my heart. I am a princess! I am the daughter of the most high king. And He is well pleased with me! I have received the spirit of adoption. And He lives in me for ever!
The castle is my real home. It is my hiding place. Where the walls are filled with my artwork and the hallways ring with my music. Cause my Father adores me and he loves what I create. Not having to beg anymore is hard to get used to. I thought I had to do it all on my own. But my dad always provides for me. He always did. He knows what I need better than myself. I am never in lack. He has abundance and gives in abundance. He sees me, hears me. Always. He delights in me. Longs for my attention. I am his favourite!
Looking out from my tower I search and call for my Father´s other lost children to come home!
One day a bluebird came to me. He told me his biggest secret: You are His daughter in whom He is well pleased! I had heard these words whispering in the wind before, but I had never been able to catch them when they flew by. And suddently it all came to me. I remembered! What had been lost and forgotten so long ago. What the depth of the forest had always been whispering to my heart. I am a princess! I am the daughter of the most high king. And He is well pleased with me! I have received the spirit of adoption. And He lives in me for ever!
The castle is my real home. It is my hiding place. Where the walls are filled with my artwork and the hallways ring with my music. Cause my Father adores me and he loves what I create. Not having to beg anymore is hard to get used to. I thought I had to do it all on my own. But my dad always provides for me. He always did. He knows what I need better than myself. I am never in lack. He has abundance and gives in abundance. He sees me, hears me. Always. He delights in me. Longs for my attention. I am his favourite!
Looking out from my tower I search and call for my Father´s other lost children to come home!
Abba I Belong To You
To The Song Abba
By Jonathan David Helser
By Jonathan David Helser
Abba - Jonathan David HelserYou´re more real than the wind in my lungs
You´re more real than the ground I´m standing on Your thoughts define me, you´re inside me You´re my reality. Abba, I belong to you You´re closer than the skin on my bones You´re closer than the song on my tongue Your thoughts define me, you´re inside me You´re my reality. Abba, I belong to you |
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Please Love Me
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He Gives Strength To The Weary
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He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; |
But those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40: 29-31 |
